Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Ivan's strength was astonishing, and in his haste, he did not restrain himself.

Liang Zaibing didn't die at the hands of the water ghost just now, but now he's almost strangled to death.

Liang Zaibing thrashed around in his arms like a live fish, "It's alright now, put me down first."

"Feel sorry."

Ivan let go of his hand only after he had let his feet touch the ground first.

Liang Zaibing rubbed her aching waist, feeling utterly helpless.

"I was just about to trigger the cursed item when you arrived."

In horror games, taking risks to obtain clues is perfectly normal, especially since he had made thorough preparations and was confident that he could get the clues and escape unscathed.

Ivan pursed his lips and didn't speak. His tall stature of 1.9 meters made Liang Zaibing sense a hint of grievance.

Liang Zaibing was at a loss for words and hurriedly added, "I'm still very grateful to you for saving me a chance to use a cursed item."

"Oh," Ivan replied, but he still looked unhappy.

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Meanwhile, in Ivan's live stream.

"Have I gone blind from staying up all night? What am I doing?"

Where did that cold-blooded killer I follow go?? Can anyone tell me who this whiny girl is???

"This guy is a completely different person when he's with other people."

"More than that, he's a ruthless killer."

"The seven players whose necks you snapped and the six ghosts are all watching you from underground, hey!"

"Young Master hasn't smiled like this in a long time (butler wiping away tears.jpg)"

"I can't stand it. I'll offer 1 points. Who can kill this burden that suddenly appeared? With him around, Ivan is like he's going crazy."

"Calm down upstairs. I think if Ivan sees this, you'll die even faster."

The comment was deleted a second later, but Ivan had already seen it.

Liang Zaibing watched as the man, who had just been on the verge of tears, instantly transformed into a cold and murderous figure.

His grey-blue eyes were like the waves of the deep sea, brewing a destructive storm.

Liang Zaibing hesitated, wondering whether to ask him what had just happened, when she heard a "bang" behind her.

The glass window near the garden was pushed open from the inside, and Mo Qiuping leaned out, waving a brown-covered notebook at them.

"We've found a crucial clue. Once your search is complete, you can gather in the lobby."

Liang Zaibing looked at Ivan questioningly, and he shook his head, indicating that he had not found anything.

Liang Zaibing turned back to Mo Qiuping and replied, "We're coming right now."

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When they arrived at the hall, they found that everyone except Jiang Qingjian and Sheng Jingyu was already there.

Mo Qiuping sat at the round table, flipping through her notes, while Song Yinghao leisurely sipped a steaming cup of black tea, showing no sign of being in a hurry for clues.

Her two lovers were also around her, one massaging Song Yinghao's calves and the other tidying her clothes.

Liang Zaibing couldn't bear to look.

Extravagant, far too extravagant, it's practically petty-bourgeois style.

Ivan pressed his hand on his side. "Want me to massage you? You don't look very comfortable."

Liang Zaibing was so frightened that she jumped back two meters.

What kind of behavior is this, in front of so many people?

And with Ivan's strength, wouldn't he break his waist?

"Are you here to run a dungeon or to open a love hotel?"

Jiang Qingjian's voice returned to its official tone, giving people a sense of oppression, as if they were being interrogated in an interrogation room.

Although she knew the person wasn't talking about her, Liang Zaibing still instinctively flinched.

"How I clear the dungeon is none of Vice President Jiang's business, is it?" Song Yinghao remained smiling, showing no embarrassment at being questioned.

Jiang Qingjian wore a detached, business-like smile. "It would be best if it didn't affect the progress of the dungeon."

Mo Qiuping turned the notebook upside down on the table and interjected at the opportune moment, "I've finished reading it."

Jiang Qingjian nodded slightly. "Tell me about it."

Liang Zaibing took the notebook and wrote the two characters "Yu Nian" neatly on the cover with a pen.

Turn to the first page.

4133.08.31

Today is the first day of school at the university in J province. The dean packed my clothes and bedding and took me to the train station.

Although I didn't get into my desired major, landscape architecture is a good major. After I have a stable job, I can go back to the welfare home to help the director renovate the yard. The children have almost killed all the miscellaneous flowers and grasses.

I'll stop here for now; the train has arrived at the station.

4133.09.01

The four-person dormitory is quite spacious, and the conditions are much better than those in the welfare home.

My roommates have all arrived, but the other two haven't really paid any attention to me, probably because they think I'm dressed shabbily.

The boy sitting diagonally across from me was quite enthusiastic, giving everyone local specialties: braised duck necks and pork jerky.

He's quite good-looking, and his smile is very sunny, but I don't know why I didn't like him from the first moment I saw him.

Thinking about it carefully, it's probably because he reminded me of Xiaofen. He had a round face and curly hair, and his smile was like that of an angel. All the teachers at the orphanage liked him, and they always gave him the toys and new clothes they provided first.

But he is not an angel.

I saw him laugh at the teacher and then run to the back mountain. He caught a wild rabbit with a rat trap from the orphanage and then poked it repeatedly with a sharp stone.

I saw a lot of blood.

But he didn't eat the rabbit, whether simply for fun or because he couldn't get a lighter.

He would also pinch Benben with his fingernails when no one was around. Benben couldn't talk, so the teacher didn't know.

He noticed I was still smiling while looking at him, so he tiptoed and whispered in my ear, "Don't tell the teacher, okay? This is our little secret."

"The teacher won't believe you, you naughty kid who broke the window."

Never mind, I hope it's just my imagination.

How could I think of him like that when he's been so good to me?

4133.10.07

Let's call that roommate who looks like Xiaofen "Xiao Si" (小四). He's the youngest in the dorm.

He was indeed very popular; he found a girlfriend just one month after starting school. She was a freshman in the finance department, and her family was said to be very wealthy.

His girlfriend even treated our entire dorm to dinner at a very upscale French restaurant.

When I got to the restaurant, I realized that his girlfriend was a man, quite handsome, but too arrogant. Sigh, rich people have the right to be arrogant.

When we got back, my roommate's attitude was strange. He told us not to tell anyone that he was in a relationship.

However, it's understandable; not everyone can accept men being with other men.

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“So I guess—” Mo Qiuping paused.

Sheng Jingyu's expression was already quite unpleasant; he vaguely guessed what was going on.

"The boyfriend of his roommate in the diary should be the character played by Sheng Jingyu."

Jiang Qingjian casually put his hand on Liang Zaibing's shoulder and held the diary in his hand. "So who will be the roommate?"

That's what they asked, but everyone's attention was already on Liang Zaibing.

Liang Zaibing felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.